Old House

by mossgirl19   Oct 3, 2017


This old house is the lines upon your face-
Your smile adorns every angle,
And I remember you
Even when I am at the door,
The familiar creaking sound is still here.

I realized I have outgrown
a lot of things, but this old house
still takes me back in time;
When I remember what used to be
I come to understand myself a little more.

I have packed my bags
to leave this house once again-
But you are not here to bid me goodbye.
Yet this old house is all but your face
And yes, your familiar warmth is still here.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Judging Comment

    Things, moments, keepsakes, pictures bring back memories
    of many a people or just a loved one. But a house, yes that is where
    memories were made, moments were sketched and lessons learnt
    and to top it up, its where love resides. This poem portrays
    just that and the sadness of this write can be felt from
    start to end…a lovely heart touching write.

  • 7 years ago

    by MoonMaiden

    This is lovely. Being able to reminisce on good times..& bad with old memories of one place.. Beautifully explained & captured. Well done girl (:

  • 7 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Isn't it incredible how a structure like a house can remind us of our past and the people in that past. It's like taking a picture and capturing a memory. The faces, sounds and smells all come back as you walk around that house. Memories become mingled so much so that if you could wring the brickwork out you'd reveal those loved ones and events that meant so much.

  • 7 years ago

    by Ya----Na

    Missing grandma.
    Mel, she will always be with you wherever you go.
    Take care.

  • 7 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    I can relate so well and Thank you for sharing. Take care

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